Tuesday, 7 June 2011

Autumn roses

As a child my dad cultivated roses. We had a small garden, but the edges of our corner property glowed with colour and fragrance.Yesterday was misty and grey in the capital, but still warm enough to walk in the botanical gardens. Here are two heads who popped out of the grey to say hello.

I'm middle aged according to both of my passports, but don't feel it. I'm married to a delightful academic who humours me beyond the call of duty. My cats are my children.....My friends mean the world to me and I live too far away from most of them.